brawh....

I could not make this stuff up folks....my daughter comes into the guest bedroom tonight while I am typing on the computer in hot pink bloomers and a bolero jacket saying, "Look at my brawh (bra), Mommy," Richard and I laugh hysterically, go and get the camera. Meanwhile, Eliza is saying, "Get, CHessie....Tell, Chessie....Chessie, look at my brawh..." Me, " Eliza, Chessie thinks it is nice." Eliza, "Chessie, me says look at my brawl." Where does this girl, get this stuff from? Here is Eliza in her self proclaimed BRAWH.